This is said in Eiríksmál: What dream is that? quoth Odin,- For troops of slain; I roused the champions, To wash beer-flagons; So sang Bragi: Thus 'Tis seen, on my shield's surface, How the Son of the Father of Peoples sang Eínarr: Since less with Bestla's Offspring Prevail most lordly princes Than thou, my task is singing Thy praise in songs of battle. Thus sang Thorvaldr Blending-Skald: Now have I much In the middle grasped III. "Now you shall hear how the skalds have termed the Of the Cliff of Dwarves, my verses: And as Einarr Tinkling-Scale sang further: The Dwarves' Crag's Song-wave rushes Of the shield-wall's piercing sword-bane. Even as Ormr Steinthórsson sang: The body of the dame And my dead be borne And as Refr sang: I reveal the Thought's Drink Even as Egill sang: The Prince requires my lore, To English shore. And as Glúmr Geirason sang: Let the Princely Giver hearken: Let silence, then, be granted, And as Eyvindr sang: A hearing I crave For the High One's Liquor, While I utter Gillingr's Atonement; While his kin In the Kettle-Brewing Even as Einarr Tinkling-Scale sang: The Wave of Odin surges; 'Gainst the tongue's song-glade crashes; Now that which Bodn's Billow And as Eilífr Gudrúnarson sang: Grant shall ye gifts of friendship, Egill, hear the Heart-streams Ormr Steinthórsson: No verse of mine men need to fear, In Odin's Spoil; my skill is sure In forging songs of praise. Úlfr Uggason: I show to host-glad Áleifr The Heart-Fjord's Shoal of Odin,— To hear the Gift of Grímnir. Poesy is called Sea, or Liquid of the Dwarves, because Kvasir's blood was liquid in Ódrerir before the mead was made, and then it was put into the kettle; wherefore it is called Odin's Kettle-Liquor, even as Eyvindr sang and as we have recorded before: While his kin In the Kettle-Brewing I See page 105. |